Professional


My goal was to prevent war.
Not to go on anymore.
To explore the peace corp.
Don't ignore who you adore.
I was known as a diva.
The wild, alluring achiever.
On stage I danced in a cage.
My career was made.
Every night I would parade the audience always paid.
Lap dances I would never engage.
To their relentless rage.
It is a fact you won't see in my contract.
Because of my young age I received A higher wage.

© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

Untrue story

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